<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37686658</id><updated>2011-07-07T15:21:00.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You Have Arrived...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37686658/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>syarilrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676058815924756132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37686658.post-3978576487007574379</id><published>2009-11-14T20:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T20:06:31.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everyone's bugging me to do a new post. Sheesh. Hmm. Extended term,boring,can't wait for it to be over~ BYE BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37686658-3978576487007574379?l=-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com/feeds/3978576487007574379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37686658&amp;postID=3978576487007574379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37686658/posts/default/3978576487007574379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37686658/posts/default/3978576487007574379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com/2009/11/everyones-bugging-me-to-do-new-post.html' title=''/><author><name>syarilrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676058815924756132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37686658.post-2048820609298756548</id><published>2009-10-25T01:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T02:05:41.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haiz. I want to go to Tai Sing Corp. See what's what. This weekend was so boring. To add on to the misery would be our extended term. Well,my neighbour said to look at it as a good thing. Let's hope so. Looking forward to Delta Force BHD and Soldier of Fortune 2. They should run smooth on my good ol' Acer Aspire One. They'd better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37686658-2048820609298756548?l=-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com/feeds/2048820609298756548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37686658&amp;postID=2048820609298756548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37686658/posts/default/2048820609298756548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37686658/posts/default/2048820609298756548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com/2009/10/haiz.html' title=''/><author><name>syarilrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676058815924756132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37686658.post-359620440257583284</id><published>2009-10-18T06:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T07:08:36.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A long long time since my last post. And i'm back. well,exams are over now,more FS training for me i guess. Well,got my new Portable HDD,and im loading it with crap,obviously. After all that clearing im only left with 10 GB???? GAWD. Ok,too much technical stuff,need more personal stuff. I've been feeling bored more often,can't wait for school,but Im not looking forward to the Extended Term. F-16's ENGINE ROARING,SAVE ME. Im losing connection. I doubt it was only there for a night. I'll never believe it was only there for a night. The Night I'll Never Forget. I always think about you,and ask myself,whether you think about me. I never doubted your feelings for me. Just a random thought. Questions,questions,questions. I force myself not to answer them myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37686658-359620440257583284?l=-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com/feeds/359620440257583284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37686658&amp;postID=359620440257583284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37686658/posts/default/359620440257583284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37686658/posts/default/359620440257583284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com/2009/10/long-long-time-since-my-last-post.html' title=''/><author><name>syarilrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676058815924756132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37686658.post-8679645880572832525</id><published>2009-08-11T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T06:48:20.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I was absent from school. I have an appointment with death tomorrow with Ms Toh. Going to watch The Mentalist. Very psychological,my kind of thing. Seems that someone Pissed someone off today. 'rock is a parasite to the world' Doesn't even make sense. What is Rock sucking from us? 'MCR shouldn't even exist' Screw him! I hardly listen to only Seether,to talk about rock,I NEVER listen to MCR,we respect YOUR music,why don't you respect OURS.I swear,if he EVER talks about George Michael,he is screwed. Anyway,i shouldn't be so worked up about this. Watched Flyboys yesterday,perfect movie in credit to WWI and the Sopwith Camel's with the Fokker Dr.I Triplanes. That's the end of today.&lt;br /&gt;Adieu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37686658-8679645880572832525?l=-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com/feeds/8679645880572832525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37686658&amp;postID=8679645880572832525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37686658/posts/default/8679645880572832525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37686658/posts/default/8679645880572832525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-i-was-absent-from-school.html' title=''/><author><name>syarilrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676058815924756132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37686658.post-1147339739589264497</id><published>2009-08-07T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T05:19:29.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seether-Driven Under.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pressure,Stress. I never meant for things to end up this way. It seems that a 'silent' story,is now on the news. I wish I could've run away from all this,but all it does,is to give me a couple of days grace,before my final confrontation. I ignored what people had asked me to do.To give up.To stop,even,because I shall receive no response,but then,I have not even made an attempt. I never believed in such things. To back before attack,is either plain stupid,or plain cowardice. Im not much of a brave man,but at least im brave enough to admit how I feel. How I wish to tell you how I feel,at least on a much better basis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37686658-1147339739589264497?l=-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com/feeds/1147339739589264497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37686658&amp;postID=1147339739589264497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37686658/posts/default/1147339739589264497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37686658/posts/default/1147339739589264497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com/2009/08/seether-driven-under.html' title=''/><author><name>syarilrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676058815924756132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37686658.post-304539064373764716</id><published>2009-07-27T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T06:11:09.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Days.</title><content type='html'>Currently Hooked-up with the song,"Careless Whisper"-Seether Version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so betraying George Michael.Careless Whisper should win an award or something.I can never forget this song.Anyway,I'm listening to "Fly Away From Here" by Aerosmith.It has the word "fly" in it.It was used in some FSX vids on youtube too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George Michael Rocks.But anyway,Tomorrow's the party already.Hope it's going to be a memorable one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm going to watch Meet The Spartans!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37686658-304539064373764716?l=-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com/feeds/304539064373764716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37686658&amp;postID=304539064373764716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37686658/posts/default/304539064373764716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37686658/posts/default/304539064373764716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-days.html' title='New Days.'/><author><name>syarilrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676058815924756132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37686658.post-764130814028583593</id><published>2009-07-26T02:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T02:31:51.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today.</title><content type='html'>Today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today doubts have been cleared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Me &amp; Miqdad had a good time on the WebCam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some photos,but I don't know why I can't publish it on Blogger.Sucking the Mic,that Miqdad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,yeah,a successful attempt at Webcam,I guess I have a lot of probs doing webcam with Naj becuase of the Distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,that's the end of Today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37686658-764130814028583593?l=-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com/feeds/764130814028583593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37686658&amp;postID=764130814028583593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37686658/posts/default/764130814028583593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37686658/posts/default/764130814028583593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com/2009/07/today.html' title='Today.'/><author><name>syarilrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676058815924756132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37686658.post-7499568134370743297</id><published>2009-07-19T02:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T03:37:14.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Having a bad fever right now.Rusydi's 'YAWW' is getting very irritating... Yaww here Yaww there Yaww everywhere.I KNOW WHERE YOU GOT IT FROM RUSYDI...I know! The one who first used 'yaww' should apply for a copyright or something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.Very Exhausted...Just had an 'Ice shower'.Should it be 'A' or 'An'?? Nevermind.I haven't printed out the chords for the song I'm supposed to sing at the farewell party.I'm not sure whether I'll be able to go to school on monday.Hope I will. It's sick season..The school needs to be disinfected.Seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37686658-7499568134370743297?l=-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com/feeds/7499568134370743297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37686658&amp;postID=7499568134370743297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37686658/posts/default/7499568134370743297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37686658/posts/default/7499568134370743297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com/2009/07/having-bad-fever-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>syarilrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676058815924756132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37686658.post-5647288709432328836</id><published>2009-07-13T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T06:03:28.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Coincidence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at you,then I thought,"look at me,Look at me,Look at me,Look at me"and you did.Maybe there was a connection,maybe plain coincidence.That's what I'm forcing myself to believe right now,Coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,I had a plate of Indian-style Kway teow noodles! Heavenly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also,when I was going back,on the bus,there was this uncle wearing a white polo t-shirt.He had a RSAF Insignia imprinted on the Polo.I WANT ONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do with the Laptop anymore.Nothing to surf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read about the Singapore Youth Flying Club.It seems I can only join after my 'O' Levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day:Time flies,You're the pilot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37686658-5647288709432328836?l=-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com/feeds/5647288709432328836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37686658&amp;postID=5647288709432328836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37686658/posts/default/5647288709432328836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37686658/posts/default/5647288709432328836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com/2009/07/coincidence-i-looked-at-youthen-i.html' title=''/><author><name>syarilrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676058815924756132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37686658.post-6728673384182655148</id><published>2009-07-11T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T07:02:58.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just read up on the Royal Australian Air Force,looks like they have F/A-18 Hornets as their primary Fighters,but since SOMEONE SAID MY BLOG IS LIKE AN AIRPORT(see my tagboard),I'll change the subject,this once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than aircraft,I don't have much to write on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay,this afternoon I went to my aunt's house,i'm supposed to sleep over there tonight,but apparently when I arrived she wasn't there.So,went back home.Oh,yeah.Long time since I played my guitar,I'm gonna have to get myself new strings,probably some other weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright,my second post about her.Last time I doubted my interest for her.I thought it was just me,making another rash decision about who I like.So,I forgot about her.It was like,three weeks ago.Then yesterday,I engaged in communications with her.Although very short,yet,it felt,different.I felt as if I didn't want to stop.I wanted to keep going,and going,but her work envied us.We were forced to stop after five lines of conversation.Even right now,I'm still doubting.There seems to be an emotional wall,because,I was dissapointed too many times,until,I didn't want to go through the same thing again.The same dissapointment,the same sadness,the same pain,or maybe,the same,Loneliness.Of course you might be thinking,hey,I've got Rusydi,Fira,Dilip Dick Rose(De'Cruz),how can you say you're lonely?I can tell you from my heart,I don't know.I told Ranjita this,"If I manage to be an RSAF Pilot,I'll fly everyday,get my parents a condominium,and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cut connections to the outside world.&lt;/strong&gt;My life would revolve around my home,my aircraft,and my airbase.&lt;/em&gt;No,its not because of my passion for aircraft.Partly.DON'T BE AFRAID I WON'T COMMIT SUICIDE,MY FRIENDS.FYI.I just,don't know why.I'm dissapointed about this,because one of the most important things to me,is purpose.Do something because of something.Believe in something,because of something.Yet,I don't know why I made that statement.Anyway,I'm FAR OFF the subject here.I think I'm too happy for other people more than I am happy for myself.The only people who appreciate my interests for aircraft are my parents and Farah.I mean,if you don't like it,fine.Don't have to criticise my efforts.Maybe reading Wikipedia almost everyday is stupid to you,but not to me.At least I understand what I'm heading for.Not some nitwits who are smart,or stupid,and tells you they want to be a footballer,for example,but only knows how to watch it on TV,and play.and they say that you're crazy because you know too much about planes and want to be a pilot.O.K.,dang,I'm far off-topic.This is the typical things that happen in my English Compositions,seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to her.I was browsing through her profile,and when I saw her photos,It appealed to me differently.When I reas the things about her,It was different.I don't know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37686658-6728673384182655148?l=-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com/feeds/6728673384182655148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37686658&amp;postID=6728673384182655148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37686658/posts/default/6728673384182655148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37686658/posts/default/6728673384182655148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-just-read-up-on-royal-australian-air.html' title=''/><author><name>syarilrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676058815924756132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37686658.post-234745255341217860</id><published>2009-07-06T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T02:01:13.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Short Take-off and Landing.</title><content type='html'>STOL Rocks!Man,I love STOL Aircraft!The JAS 39 Gripen took off in twelve seconds!That is so cool!I want to fly one.I saw this new design aircraft,the Diamond.Very cool.I can't believe Farah was interested in my passion for aircraft.I showed her my list of fighter aircraft,and she was amazed!When a plane passes by,she would ask me what plane that is.I just found out that she wants to be a Lawyer.Hmm.I think she has good chances.Since a lot of guys look to her as hot,she'll definitely break her client or suspect down very quickly!They'll go like,"this is my lawyer???OMG.SEXYYY.I'm gonna tell her EVERYTHING!" I'm not insulting her!Seriously,that's what I'd do!That's what every guy would do!So,yeah.This post is short.I'm gonna go now.Hail Hitler!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37686658-234745255341217860?l=-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com/feeds/234745255341217860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37686658&amp;postID=234745255341217860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37686658/posts/default/234745255341217860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37686658/posts/default/234745255341217860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com/2009/07/short-take-off-and-landing.html' title='Short Take-off and Landing.'/><author><name>syarilrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676058815924756132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37686658.post-4898484796878047436</id><published>2009-06-27T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T08:14:17.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Going back to school on monday.Hope I can see her again.Just a look,just a look.Im here posting at 10:30 PM waiting for my Ace Combat X:Skies of Deception.Staring at my phone,waiting for Rusydi to reply,probably he's still frustrated over his Sims 2.Haha!So many other things of more importance,yet,Sims 2. Lantak kau lah...Suddenly,for the first time in my life,I accepted the fact that love will come by itself.My ex-SNCO taught me that.He's one lucky bastard!Fancy him waiting for 4 years in Secondary school,and POOF.Love comes along at his doorstep.Actually,Literally,next door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read up and finally understood how a turbo propellor works.Very confusing though,hard to figure out what goes in,what goes out and what goes out the other way...Twin Turboprop ROCKS!I heard this song,by Bryan Adams,Have You Ever Loved a Woman.Very nice theme,its a spanish theme,with all the guitars and all.To answer your question,no,I have not loved a woman beyond my families.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37686658-4898484796878047436?l=-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37686658.post-8243629588836902454</id><published>2009-06-26T03:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T04:04:28.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Phoenix burns,and Rises from it's own ashes.</title><content type='html'>When I first saw you,I thought you were a beauty.I thought you would be the one for me,the real one.My book opened and you read every chapter of my story.You understood.You didn't let go of my book.Be it night or day,you were there for me,and I was available,for your reading.Suddenly you closed the book,at the time when I thought it already became our book,rather than only mine.Without a reason,you kept me in the bookshelf,I could only look at you,reading another book,enjoying the moments.I gave up,I let go.I told myself that I was wrong,maybe you weren't the one.Some of the chapters were difficult to forget.You sat beside me even though we sat quietly,I'm wiling to give up anything to relive that moment.I'm not convinced you didn't have feelings for me.After all those moments,was it all meaningless?I'm not sure those moments didn't leave the slightest impact on you.Probably i'm just being over-reactive,probably you didn't want to admit how you felt.Now,all I can do is run to the end of my chain and bark.I'm tired of staring.Tired of waiting.Maybe that time,you knew I wasn't ready.You knew,I was not prepared.But I knew how I felt.I know now,at that time,I was too rash.All this time,after our time together,we grew apart.Hi's and bye's were the only word spoken of our lips to each other.Suddenly,now,we're more open.I thought this could be the start of a new friendship.Again,our closeness grew larger.I'm excited,yet afraid,if my feelings for you are growing again.I hope we can share those times again.Sitting beside each other.Waiting for your arrival,looking at you wave at me and dash across the street.Showing me your compositions,which I even spotted quite some spelling errors,which made you mad,because I was acting like a smart alec.How I wish I could relive those moments.Those moments I'll never forget.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37686658-8243629588836902454?l=-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com/feeds/8243629588836902454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37686658&amp;postID=8243629588836902454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37686658/posts/default/8243629588836902454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37686658/posts/default/8243629588836902454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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now..All this Swine Flu and shit..Let's forget about that for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HISTORY LESSON: Stalin and his Air Force.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This really isn't from our textbooks,or even WRITTEN in our textbook.I just thought maybe I could share a little something about Stalin with you.During Stalin's reign,he wanted a very big..Fat-ass plane,strong enough to fly to America and back,able to carry Nuclear Missiles/Bombs,and at least be able to fly as far as 10,000 KM.The Tu-95 "Bear" a Turbo Propellor aircraft,exceeded his expectations.The blades of this aircraft SPINS faster,than the speed of sound.It can travel as far as 30,000 KM and with the aid of mid-air refueling,it is now possible for the plane to fly for 20 Hours,non-stop.These specifications,exceeded Stalin's expectations.Even our current specialists,believe,that the Tu-95 still has a bright future.It can be an old plane,but all it needs are new technology,and I am so,very excited about it's re-activation into Russia's Air Force.I bid the Tu-95 "Bear",Welcome Back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37686658-8418612820426297680?l=-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com/feeds/8418612820426297680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37686658&amp;postID=8418612820426297680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37686658/posts/default/8418612820426297680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37686658/posts/default/8418612820426297680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com/2009/06/whats-happening-to-world.html' title='What&apos;s happening to the world...'/><author><name>syarilrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676058815924756132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37686658.post-1367595075749437907</id><published>2009-06-02T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T08:09:24.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love's Blooming,ain't it?</title><content type='html'>Love,love,love.Sometimes love knocks on your door when you're not expecting visitors.Sometimes,you're the one who's knocking.Not forgetting the classic ones,which we really hate,those ones who goes door to door,but actually SUCCEEDS.Sometimes we look at a handful of people,trying their best shot,looking for love,fails,and tries again.At least,he or she doesn't break anyone's heart,but then,those who go door to door looking for love,succeeds,enjoys it,slams the door,and goes on to the next door.Bastards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,tonight,I want to celebrate!Recently,love has blossomed wildly,among my friends.Some very close ones,who thought that he/she willl never be with that guy/girl,but ends up in a very happy relationship.On the other hand,another friend,whom told me that love is a waste of time,love is meaningless,love is generally...Crap.Now,he/she is in love,calling him/her till the night grows old,text messaging him/her until one of them LITERALLY fell ASLEEP,too tired to reply.A hilarious world,love is,but,don't forget,the amount of joy we can have being in love,could be equal to the amount of sadness and grief we would feel,if we were to be "out of love",in this case,breaking up with your partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have much more to say actually,but then,muhammad rusydi is bugging me,so,i'll have to continue another time.Happy holidays,have fun,when you guys come back to school again,everything's the same again.Enjoy the freedom while it lasts my friends..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37686658-1367595075749437907?l=-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com/feeds/1367595075749437907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37686658&amp;postID=1367595075749437907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37686658/posts/default/1367595075749437907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37686658/posts/default/1367595075749437907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com/2009/06/loves-bloomingaint-it.html' title='Love&apos;s Blooming,ain&apos;t it?'/><author><name>syarilrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676058815924756132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37686658.post-895443471851881330</id><published>2009-05-31T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T01:35:39.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It Ends.</title><content type='html'>It had no meaning.Memories?Negligible.Never expected that the months of training would be wasted like that.Staring at a couple of empty seats,getting our steps wrong.Dissapointing.After what happened,I felt like walking away.They tell us that it wasn't our fault that we got it wrong,but  it was different to me,even if there was something wrong,but it wasn't of our doing,a backup should have been arranged.Even if the CD was spoilt or anything,we should have been told what to do if the CD was to be spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,I don't like to talk about this so much since it already ends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,new topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to give salutations to some of our best aircraft &amp;amp; pilots of the RSAF,since now,the RSAF is going through a new turnover.This calls some farewells to a couple of our aircraft,which is either going to be out of service in a couple of years,or really really soon.The F-5E Tiger II will only be with us for the next couple of years,possibly 10+ years,or at least until our new F-15SG comes around,since there are a couple of our pilots still in Australia's RAAF training on how to fly the F-15SG's.Our reconnaissance/supporting radar Aircraft,the Hawkeye,you know,the plane with that spinning thing on top...It will be replaced with a Gulfstream G550 special mission business jets, configured for Airborne Early Warning missions.Our most popular and common aircraft,the F-16 Fighting Falcons,will also be out of service soon,most probably 20+years,more or less.So once again,My Salutations to all the aircraft which have been part of the RSAF,contributors to singapore's defense for a long long time,some before I was born,some during my father's NCC days.I bid you farewell,and I believe that even our new aircraft might not be able to service Singapore like how you guys did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37686658-895443471851881330?l=-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com/feeds/895443471851881330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37686658&amp;postID=895443471851881330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37686658/posts/default/895443471851881330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37686658/posts/default/895443471851881330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-ends.html' title='It Ends.'/><author><name>syarilrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676058815924756132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37686658.post-6282708717479820633</id><published>2009-05-29T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T18:49:23.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Time.</title><content type='html'>Today's the day where all of our practice is for.Weeks of repeating the same action over and over again.It all comes to this,today.I'll be marching in with my junior cadets,stand there and jog off with them,after receiving the insults thrown at me,like,the youngest cadets in NCDCC,and also this contigent is made up of secondary 1 and 2 cadets.After that,i'm supposed to clap my hands and scream about it.Everytime they said that,the more i want to prove them wrong.The Lance Corporal Rank on my shoulders now,I want to get rid of it.I won't be the senior cadet with junior ranks.This coming SNCO course,is the time where things come to an end.Tough training,All for the rank of Staff Seargeant.I don't know why i'm writing so much about this in the first place.I'm not one who wants to strive for excellence in things which I do not favor.But yet,others do.Then I ask myself,will I disappoint them?I've set my life out straight,but I realize that the longer I go,the more I doubt my decisions.Only one thing's certain.I want the RSAF to be a part of my life.Either way,I WANT an RSAF Uniform.I thought i'd only taste life's bitter flavour in the future,after school,when the decisions I make can only be made by myself.I guess I was wrong.Thinking about my future is one thing,achieving it,another.I used to sit down and dream,myself in an F-16D Block 52+,cruising above Singapore.Now I think again,Will I be flying it?Repairing It?Or maybe even cleaning it.But I never give up.Even when I'm playing a game,I never give up.Anyway,Im going to the RSAF Museum soon,if anyone of you wants to follow,just SMS me or give me a call.I guess this is the end of my post.Have fun holidays!Dream about me often!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37686658-6282708717479820633?l=-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com/feeds/6282708717479820633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Push.</title><content type='html'>Heyys,had a new track.Still,by Matchbox Twenty,Push.I'll give you the lyrics later.feel like dragging the computer into my room,well,new updates on my Band!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Last GunShot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syaril:Guitars.&lt;br /&gt;Miqdad:Lead Guitar&lt;br /&gt;Hazyq:Drumz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about the vocalist,but i asked Hazyq about the vocals,he told me his suggestion,but scared ah want to say,but that guy's 'R' is spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you know ready rite...yeah.diyanah's haven't been comin to my blog,have to spam hers...see how she feels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know,she wrote 'tell juliana i'm effing waiting' for the whole box.fuxx.Well,if you think you got some easy songs,and you think that The Last Gunshot can play it.OR you WANT 'The Last Gunshot' to play it,tag it.But don't be a high hoper and put iron maiden,eric clapton,the eagles and other pro artistes/band.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37686658-5797993590626213086?l=-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com/feeds/5797993590626213086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37686658&amp;postID=5797993590626213086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37686658/posts/default/5797993590626213086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37686658/posts/default/5797993590626213086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com/2008/02/push.html' title='Push.'/><author><name>syarilrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676058815924756132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37686658.post-3597729944276783716</id><published>2008-02-20T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T06:02:20.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Didn't have anything to do.decided to post again.If you're listening to my track,it's If You're Gone By Matchbox Twenty.My All-Time-Favorite.I definitely want something from the site.Desperately.Here are the lyrics if you find it nice,at first it's damn boring,but in the chorus,it means something to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've already lost you&lt;br /&gt;I think you're already gone&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm finally scared now&lt;br /&gt;You think I'm weak - I think you're wrong&lt;br /&gt;I think you're already leaving&lt;br /&gt;Feels like your hand is on the door&lt;br /&gt;I thought this place was an empire&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm relaxed - I can't be sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I think you're so mean - I think we should try&lt;br /&gt;I think I could need - this in my life&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm scared - I think too much&lt;br /&gt;I know it's wrong it's a problem I'm dealing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're gone - maybe it's time to come home&lt;br /&gt;There's an awful lot of breathing room&lt;br /&gt;But I can hardly move&lt;br /&gt;If you're gone - baby you need to come home,oh come home&lt;br /&gt;There's a little bit of something me&lt;br /&gt;In everything in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet you're hard to get over&lt;br /&gt;I bet the moon just won't shine&lt;br /&gt;I bet my hands I can stay here&lt;br /&gt;I bet you need - more than you mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I think you're so mean - I think we should try&lt;br /&gt;I think I could need - this in my life&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm just scared - that I know too much&lt;br /&gt;I can't relate and that's a problem I'm feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're gone - maybe it's time to COME home&lt;br /&gt;There's an awful lot of breathing room&lt;br /&gt;But I can hardly move&lt;br /&gt;If you're gone - baby you need to come home,oh come home&lt;br /&gt;There's a little bit of something me&lt;br /&gt;In everything in…………………… you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think you're so mean - I think we should try&lt;br /&gt;I think I could need - this in my life&lt;br /&gt;and I think I'm scared - do I talk too much&lt;br /&gt;I know it’s wrong it's a problem I'm dealing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're gone - maybe it's time to come home&lt;br /&gt;There's an awful lot of breathing room&lt;br /&gt;But I can hardly move&lt;br /&gt;If you're gone – Hell, baby you need to come home&lt;br /&gt;There's a little bit of something me&lt;br /&gt;In everything in you, everything in ….in you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37686658-3597729944276783716?l=-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com/feeds/3597729944276783716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37686658&amp;postID=3597729944276783716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37686658/posts/default/3597729944276783716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37686658/posts/default/3597729944276783716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com/2008/02/didnt-have-anything-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>syarilrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676058815924756132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37686658.post-1614604649491427888</id><published>2008-02-20T05:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T05:48:54.409-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well,well,well.I'm on the keyboard again.Finally!Even though no grand entrance,i hope what i am going to say now,will impact your life in a way or another.Support The Singapore AirShow2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay!Back to the topic!Lots of things been happening.too much to say...As usual..But favourites...ahhh jeng jeng jeng..&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miqdad fell down,twisted his leg.&lt;br /&gt;Got another Guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.E.E I'm SUre You Know what's that,Those were my points...And Here Are My Evidence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_G8M0yleaugQ/R7wsyHupzrI/AAAAAAAAAAc/K2TmYhVQM9Q/s1600-h/Clapton086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_G8M0yleaugQ/R7wsyHupzrI/AAAAAAAAAAc/K2TmYhVQM9Q/s320/Clapton086.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169055711894294194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_G8M0yleaugQ/R7wsyXupzsI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Dj0fORDiQrc/s1600-h/Clapton085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_G8M0yleaugQ/R7wsyXupzsI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Dj0fORDiQrc/s320/Clapton085.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169055716189261506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this waz my conversation wif him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(miq falls)&lt;br /&gt;Me:Are you okay??&lt;br /&gt;Miq:Fine.OF COURSE NOT.&lt;br /&gt;Me:laugh.&lt;br /&gt;Miq:ahhh..&lt;br /&gt;(me snaps pictures)&lt;br /&gt;(miq points feet at my cam.)&lt;br /&gt;Miq;Faster2 take picture make memories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like "???" he never liked pictures.unless it was of his feet i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Guitar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New karok guitar,black sides red inside,golden strings(what i was dying for...)but sucking machine heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rusydi wanted me to bring the guitar sometime,and play hey there delilah for him.i told him i was gonna play the inaccurate one,and his face was like..indescribable.Of course i was joking..But i hope at least when i start to bring "Samantha" i already get hold of F#m chord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's the end i guess.And Tag!!!!!Cause i have a new tagboard and it's freaking empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Specialists Like Nothing On Earth.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37686658-1614604649491427888?l=-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com/feeds/1614604649491427888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37686658&amp;postID=1614604649491427888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37686658/posts/default/1614604649491427888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37686658/posts/default/1614604649491427888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com/2008/02/wellwellwell.html' title=''/><author><name>syarilrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676058815924756132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_G8M0yleaugQ/R7wsyHupzrI/AAAAAAAAAAc/K2TmYhVQM9Q/s72-c/Clapton086.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37686658.post-2575472505328432805</id><published>2007-12-16T18:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T00:20:03.772-08:00</updated><title type='text'>back</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm backkkkkkkk...With A Vengeance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a long time since i posted and here i am.A lot of things has been going around.Too much to write any way.now i'm blank.don't know what to write.i got some updates to do.so,Noir,signing off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37686658-2575472505328432805?l=-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com/feeds/2575472505328432805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37686658&amp;postID=2575472505328432805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37686658/posts/default/2575472505328432805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37686658/posts/default/2575472505328432805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com/2007/12/back.html' title='back'/><author><name>syarilrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676058815924756132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37686658.post-4619180858872609787</id><published>2007-07-04T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T00:19:39.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey My latest post from a veryyyyyyy longggg time.I;m at school with Rusydi he's disturbing some students with his lame but funny attitude and jokes i can't believe even the sec 3's are laughing.I only got 1 word.'MEREPEK' but klakar jugak ah in class his partner is absent and the new girl in classs,Tracy she's damn nice but she's mixing with the bitches and her attitude is changing and me and me frens are getting kinda worried... you know what i mean rite?and hope u guys have a good time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37686658-4619180858872609787?l=-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com/feeds/4619180858872609787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37686658&amp;postID=4619180858872609787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37686658/posts/default/4619180858872609787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37686658/posts/default/4619180858872609787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com/2007/07/hey-my-latest-post-from-veryyyyyyy.html' title=''/><author><name>syarilrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676058815924756132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37686658.post-8439609921691274709</id><published>2007-02-21T02:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T02:42:10.591-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gawd.Gawd.Gawd. I just modified my blog but my blog is very sensitive,do it needs a loooooong post to bring down the video and shits.ipll just copy lyrics ok,so you might not know this song,cause you all are pop,jazz,and hip hop guyz.so here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yellowcard-Empty Apartment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me out&lt;br /&gt;You stayed inside&lt;br /&gt;One you love&lt;br /&gt;Is where you hide&lt;br /&gt;Shot me down&lt;br /&gt;As I flew by&lt;br /&gt;Crash and burn&lt;br /&gt;I think sometimes&lt;br /&gt;You forget where the heart is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer no to these questions&lt;br /&gt;Let her go, learn a lesson&lt;br /&gt;It's not me, you're not listening&lt;br /&gt;Now, can't you see something's missing&lt;br /&gt;You forget where the heart is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take you away from that empty apartment&lt;br /&gt;You stay, and forget where the heart is&lt;br /&gt;Someday if ever you loved me you'd say, it's okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking up from this nightmare&lt;br /&gt;How's your life?&lt;br /&gt;What's it like there?&lt;br /&gt;Is it all what you want it to be?&lt;br /&gt;Does it hurt when you think about me?&lt;br /&gt;And how broken my heart is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take you away from that empty apartment&lt;br /&gt;You stay, and forget where the heart is&lt;br /&gt;Someday if ever you loved me you'd say, it's okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's okay to be angry and never let go&lt;br /&gt;It only gets harder the more that you know&lt;br /&gt;When you get lonely if no one's around&lt;br /&gt;You know that I'll catch you when you're falling down&lt;br /&gt;We came together but you left alone&lt;br /&gt;And I know how it feels to walk out on your own&lt;br /&gt;Maybe someday I will see you again&lt;br /&gt;And you'll look me in my eyes and call me your friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take you away from that empty apartment&lt;br /&gt;You stay, and forget where the heart is&lt;br /&gt;Someday if ever you loved me you'd say,&lt;br /&gt;it's okay&lt;br /&gt;It's okay&lt;br /&gt;It's okay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37686658-8439609921691274709?l=-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com/feeds/8439609921691274709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37686658&amp;postID=8439609921691274709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37686658/posts/default/8439609921691274709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37686658/posts/default/8439609921691274709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com/2007/02/gawd.html' title=''/><author><name>syarilrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676058815924756132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37686658.post-3669590058827944434</id><published>2007-01-15T02:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T02:46:47.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Camp sux to tha core.First,the tent was original scout tent,the triangle shaped roof thing,it has no bottom cover,so its grass.But we didn't sleep on the grass lah...we had these wooden planks individually for 8 ppl.But there was nine.the outcast no.9 head was stuck at no.8's feet.and for the whole 3 days it rained,and the campfire area became swimming pool.We had to stand in the rain the instructor no common sense everything was empty the places lah,but go the open air field,rain-bathe.    Basket sia#. then had fever when came home.     Basket#.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37686658-3669590058827944434?l=-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com/feeds/3669590058827944434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37686658&amp;postID=3669590058827944434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37686658/posts/default/3669590058827944434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37686658/posts/default/3669590058827944434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com/2007/01/camp-sux-to-tha-core.html' title=''/><author><name>syarilrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676058815924756132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37686658.post-6173350860969457529</id><published>2007-01-02T03:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T04:21:28.988-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Great.Just great.Im in 1/6.Joe's in 1/7.H-K's in 1/8.First day of school's tomorrow.Nervous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37686658-6173350860969457529?l=-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com/feeds/6173350860969457529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37686658&amp;postID=6173350860969457529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37686658/posts/default/6173350860969457529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37686658/posts/default/6173350860969457529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com/2007/01/great.html' title=''/><author><name>syarilrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676058815924756132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37686658.post-116407277681746163</id><published>2006-11-20T17:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T17:32:56.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Me and Jeanette~Episode 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One afternoon,the whole class was playing games,well,you know,after exams,and 3 Multi-Racial prefects barged in and did a check,(hope jeanette reads this)and the first thing they saw was jeanette and her 'members' playing cards,poker cards so,it was confiscated(of course).and the cards belonged to JOE(jeanette's boyfriend STATED CLEARLY).And the other prefects saw herbert,Amanda,and Leslie and haokang keeping their cards,so the malay prefect asked me,"Were they playing cards?" and i answered "how would i know?(even though i knew and wanted to save their ass)"and their theory was,'Syaril went up to the prefects class and asked the prefects to come down and sabotage the class. Why would i want to saboteur my class when im so packed after going to help Mr.ho and help Mdm nora and back to Mr ho and Mdm Nora.DO THEY THINK I HAVE GODDAMN-MOTHER-FUCKING-TIME TO REPORT TO 6R?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37686658-116407277681746163?l=-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com/feeds/116407277681746163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37686658&amp;postID=116407277681746163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37686658/posts/default/116407277681746163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37686658/posts/default/116407277681746163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com/2006/11/me-and-jeanetteepisode-1-one.html' title=''/><author><name>syarilrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676058815924756132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37686658.post-116400743852416809</id><published>2006-11-19T23:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T23:23:58.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey my tagboard's done pls tag k',&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37686658-116400743852416809?l=-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com/feeds/116400743852416809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37686658&amp;postID=116400743852416809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37686658/posts/default/116400743852416809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37686658/posts/default/116400743852416809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-syaril-noir-.blogspot.com/2006/11/hey-my-tagboards-done-pls-tag-k.html' title=''/><author><name>syarilrock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676058815924756132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
